The last boat ran Friday morning. And it looks like no boats tomorrow either. That's a long nor'easter! The rain stopped, and the sun came out, but the ocean is still rough and it's still blowing like 25 mph with bed-shaking gusts. Hard to sleep with the chimney rattling and the house quaking. 
Certain people will make fun of me for all these through-the-window shots. But hey, who wants to go out? Except to the dump, of course.
I did entertain many friends and family members. Well, I didn't entertain them, but they came over. I was not best pleased that Alan wrote on one of my good rocks with permanent marker, leaving aside the question of whether or not his assertion is correct.
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